With the passage of time, the battle after Yang Xuan still lasted for half a day, and it was really the only remaining monk who was strong enough that even a disciple of the great family would have to work hard. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In this brawl, everyone was secretly frightened in their hearts, and all the participants stopped at the same time to watch the scene of the one-person battle, since the beginning of the Cloud Desolate Tower Trial to the present, hundreds of years, it is only this once.

The sensation caused is not small, and at the same time, Yang Xuan is also famous in a fight, at this moment he is standing straight on the stone platform, his cold eyes are looking directly at the situation of the No. 2 competition platform, without making a sound.

I saw only a few breaths, the five monks who had participated in the siege of him before were all beaten out of the field, their expressions were resentful, angry but there was no way, they were seriously injured by Yang Xuan first, and they could only be like this when they encountered this situation, and their fate was not good.

Fang Fei'er and Youruo on the stage were both slightly nervous looking at Yang Xuan, who was standing still in place, without the slightest movement, their expressions were a little solemn, they didn't know if it was intuition or how, they just noticed that he didn't seem to be in a good state now, as if something would happen at any time.

As everyone knows, Yang Xuan at this moment is already exhausted, and he is just trying his best to support it, and although he was not injured in the battle with Ye Lang, it is definitely not as easy as it seems.

Then he was besieged by six people, among which there was the existence of Hu Yanlie's kind of divine thoughts, he was just hiding in the flesh, and he was able to fight and win thanks to the special ability of the Nine Heavens Golden Thunder and the Gap Realm, and he was able to survive until now without showing fatigue thanks to the peaceful true yuan and a will of the Haoran Xuanjing cultivation.

A trace of extremely mysterious aura flowed, and in the depths of Yang Xuan's eyes, a touch of surprise suddenly flashed, but his expression was still cold.

Finally, there were still six people left in each of the six stone platforms of the fight, a total of thirty-six young powerhouses, and the Emperor of Yunhuang shouted and ordered, "The first stage of the brawl is over, rest a stick of incense, and prepare for the second stage of the quota battle"

Some of the loose cultivators on the stone platform were all relieved, especially the No. 2 stone platform where Yang Xuan was, the other five people besides him were all scattered cultivators in the realm of True Yuan Zang, originally only half of them could enter the second stage at most, but they were extremely lucky to get all qualified.

In the quiet field where only a quick breath remained, such a sound suddenly sounded, and everyone followed the voice, but Yang Xuan had already fallen to the ground, his expression was full of malaise, his face was pale and terrible, and a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth was extremely red.

This meeting frightened some people who knew him well, such as the fat man, such as Fang Fei'er, and such as Youruo.

"This—This is ......"

"It turns out that he is already at the end of the crossbow"

"I'll just say, such a tragic battle, or a level has passed, one is six, counting the Ye family's son, it is even more like a seven-day battle, and after the victory, he can still calm down, I almost think that he has reached the level of creation."

......

The monks who were also on the No. 2 stone platform were stunned for a moment, and then secretly annoyed, compared with the five monks who had suffered from the unwarranted disaster, it was obviously the wisest choice to eliminate Yang Xuan, such a powerful opponent, there could be one less in the second stage, but because of the fear in their hearts, as well as the lightness he showed after the war, they missed the opportunity.

"Yang Xuan!" The two exclamations sounded almost at the same time, and then the sound of breaking the sky came, and when the figure appeared, it was Youruo and Fang Fei'er standing on the stone platform together.

The scene was suddenly a little embarrassing, and the two girls looked at each other, with inexplicable meaning in their eyes, but they both nodded at the same time, and turned to look at the main owner who was about to faint.

Yun Yi was stunned when he saw this, and then his jealousy burned wildly, he snorted heavily, and deliberately turned around not to pay attention, but his slightly shrugged shoulders exposed his not very calm heart at the moment, and all the monks in the audience were stunned when they saw this, what is the situation? How can that kid named Yang Xuan be so blessed?

"This is the Awakening Pill and the Rejuvenation Pill, I'll help you take it" Youruo took out the bright indigo pill from the Sumeru bracelet, and raised it to his mouth with his bare hand, not caring at all about the changes in the audience.

But when she noticed that Yang Xuan seemed to be unable to make the slightest movement connected to the elixir, a look of distress appeared on her face, but this may not even be aware of herself.

Fang Fei'er on the side noticed it, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, but she still said lightly, "Use the true yuan to take it, and grind it into Dan powder."

Youruo was stunned when she heard this, then glanced at her gratefully, sat cross-legged on the ground, and used this method to send all the two pills into Yang Xuan's mouth, seeing that Yang Xuan had recovered some strength, he smiled faintly at the two of them with gratitude, and then sat cross-legged as well.

He also knew that with the current state, it was impossible to get the quota of the Cloud Desolate Tower, not to mention the rest time of a stick of incense, it would be difficult to recover to the peak state even for a day.

But the matter has come to this point, and it is a point to be able to recover one more point, and there is no room for delay.

"You...... It's called Yuruo."

"Hmm"

Fang Fei'er opened her mouth to say this, but there was no follow-up, and around Yang Xuan, she fell into a strange and inexplicable atmosphere again.

"You...... for a long time What's the relationship with him?"

This sentence stopped Youruo, how should she answer? After being silent for a long time, she pretended to be calm and said, "Just a friend"

"Friend......" For some reason, Fang Fei'er listened to this answer, and secretly rejoiced in her heart, she didn't speak in a daze, and then seemed to think of something, her pink pretty face was slightly red, and she lowered her head gently.

If you see it, Dai's eyebrows are also slightly wrinkled, and from the word friend, there is a faint sense of loss in her heart.

"Uh...... I, I'm ...... with him"

"Huh, what's wrong?"

Looking at the joy hidden in Fang Fei'er's pupils, she gritted her teeth secretly, and her heart was ruthless, "I am with him...... It's ......"

At this time, extremely abruptly, a violent thunder sound resounded between heaven and earth, and it exploded on the stone platform, and the heaven and earth vitality in the surrounding void rioted in an instant, and this space became a little depressed, and the endless qi waves rolled and restless, and the vision protruded.

"What's the situation?"

The entire Cloud Desolate Tower was a little surprised, this situation was very unfamiliar, and some familiar, it seemed to be ...... It's a scene where someone breaks through.

"Who broke through?"

"I don't know ......"

"Look at it, the direction of the vitality vortex" Everyone followed the prestige, and sure enough, the energy of heaven and earth swirled, rushing towards the stone platform, and Yang Xuan's body suddenly burst out with an inexplicable aura.

"He's about to break through?"

"No, Shen Nianzang doesn't have such a big momentum"

Such a vision, like a hurricane hanging on the sea, rolled up thousands of waves, and then crashed down, stirring up powerful and vast waves.

In a trance, the sky became a lot more gloomy, it was supposed to be noon, when the sun was shining, but at this moment, it seemed to be already waning, and everything here was clouded.

"Boom ......" pitch-black clouds fell from the sky, there were strange lights flashing all over, a trace at the beginning, to the end of the violent thunder that swept the sky, raging, instead of the sun, radiating a thousand feet of golden light, a mighty heavenly power descended, all the plants and trees and creatures surrendered, a group of monks, but at this moment as if they saw a great terror, their faces were horrified.

"This is, this is ...... Thunder of Heavenly Punishment!"

"Energy, Attributes...... This is clearly the state of breaking through the true Yuan Zang."

"What?"

In the next moment, the momentum of the restless energy of heaven and earth became even more violent, and the brilliant golden thunder erupted from Yang Xuan's body, as if it had been nine days in a row, pulling the thunder in the thick clouds to fall, and the bowl mouth was thick, with an awe-inspiring might, suddenly attacking.

Fang Fei'er and Youruo, who were closest to them, were shocked, this fierce momentum made them unable to raise the slightest idea of resisting, and it was useless to make a move, such a powerful thunder could wipe them all out in an instant, and their souls were scattered.

In addition to the panic, he also knew that this moment was Yang Xuan's fate, and it was also a critical moment, so he couldn't be sloppy, and his body retreated in unison, and after avoiding the range of the thunder shot, he stood still, and the choice of the two daughters was surprisingly consistent to protect the Dharma for him.

Among the people in the crowd who had hatred and grudges against Yang Xuan, such as Hu Yanao, they were a little dumbfounded at the moment, but they didn't expect that the realm of True Yuan Zang that they had always thought was just their own imagination, and the real one was just a monk who hid his body in the flesh.

This breakthrough, such a vision of heaven and earth, he is not simple, it is not simple.

Yang Xuan's golden thunder power concealed the ears and eyes of many monks, and how many sect disciples were stunned?

In this way, he, he is still only in the realm of the physical body, and he is ...... Defeated the Seven Men Together, and the lowest is also a monk of the True Yuan Tibetan Realm?"

“...... It seems like this."

"Oh my God, wicked!"

The vision of heaven and earth continued, and after the bowl of thick golden thunder was eliminated, the thunder sound in the clouds sounded again, and the thunder with the thickness of the disc suddenly fell, at this moment, above Yang Xuan's body, a golden light quietly appeared, and then a huge golden phantom sitting cross-legged appeared, and his face was not real, and the whole head only had a pair of deep eyes, dark, as bright as stars.

The left hand is tied up against the chest, and the palm of the right hand is spread flat, holding a thunderball that is flashing with brilliant thunder.

The phantom slowly solidified, his eyes suddenly opened, and the golden thunder with the thickness of the disc was instantly pulled away by an inexplicable force and thrown into the thunderball.

After a violent fluctuation, it fell silent, and then emitted a faint and inexplicable aura of Haoran, and the rich water-like golden true yuan in the sphere swelled, dissipating a small half, and then being filled with the golden thunder that poured into it.

The "boom" thunder was raging, and the resounding was still there, but what appeared in the eyes of everyone this time was a thunderbolt the size of a millstone, like a hideous thunder and lightning dragon, circling, hissing, and descending.

It seems that the energy is too huge, the golden phantom has a slight sign of dissipation, the body is unstable, almost about to collapse, at this time, outside the thunder sound, suddenly resounded the majestic and solemn ethereal recitation, the song is inexplicable, the reading is not clear, but it is strange to give people a sense of mellow and accessible words.

It was as if an inexplicable mysterious energy swept in, helping the phantom to become more and more solid.

Fang Fei'er's eyes lit up, and she listened to this Lang's recitation, and her expression seemed to be stuck in a long memory......